Xiao Hong's Background

The young boy's tone was very calm, as though this were nothing worth making a fuss over.

Xiao Hong nodded after hearing this and said, "Yes, you're absolutely right! Just as I never told you about my own family either. It's just that I truly never expected your father to be the City Lord of this city, and for you to be the dignified son of the City Lord! That really is astonishing. Having suddenly learned of your such an illustrious identity, I don't even know how to treat you for the moment."

She had originally thought this little boy came from an ordinary family, but she never imagined that she would be fortunate enough to meet the son of the most powerful man in the city. What an unexpected surprise!

"Yeah, I feel the same way. But fortunately, we probably won't have many chances to spend time together," another child chimed in agreement.

"Heh, I'm really only of somewhat noble birth. There's nothing else special about me. Everyone is equal, so you mustn't deliberately keep your distance from me just because I'm the City Lord's son. Just treat me as you did before. Now that I've told you all about my family background, shouldn't you, Xiao Hong, tell me about yours as well? That would be fair." The little boy smiled faintly, his expression especially sincere as he explained.

There were two reasons he had not revealed from the beginning that he was the City Lord's son. First, he did not want to be exploited by people with ulterior motives. Second, he did not want others to deliberately distance themselves from him or flatter and fawn over him because his identity had been exposed.

After hearing the young boy's words, deep sorrow and grief surfaced on Xiao Hong's face.